I am...

FANCY

I am

a unicorn.

Or so

I tell

myself

when

I am

alone

in my house

with

noone

to tell me

I’m not

a unicorn.

All alone

I wear

an old

roll from the

paper towels

upon

my head

affixed

with ribbon

sparkly

shiny ribbon

and hope.

Sparkly

shiny

hope.

That

one day

my dream

will come

to me

and be

pure

and true.

I will

walk

the world

tall

with

a shining

glistening

golden horn

I would

stroke it

thoughtfully

in meetings

when asked

for my

opinion.

I would

be so very

smart

and dapper

to be a

unicorn.